After finding out that I was pregnant at only about 4 weeks I was quick to call my doctor only to be told that they like to see us preggos at about 10 weeks for our first visit. At first I thought that was no big deal, and then week 6 arrived and I was already counting down the days until I went in for my check up. As a constant worrier anyhow, you can imagine how crazy I was about this tiny little one growing inside of me. First, I was worried because I didn't "feel" pregnant. Basically I didn't have morning sickness, sore boobs, cravings for pickles; all those things you see on movies or hear from your best friend who swears she felt a kick at week 2.
It may not surprise you to hear that I called my doctor's office 3 times before I saw them for the first time. That's right, 3 times. I called about cramping (normal), what over the counter medicines I could take (tylenol), and something else that I don't remember anymore because it was probably so insignificant that even I knew I shouldn't have been calling. The last time the nurse finally said, "Ok, so we will talk to you on May 23rd," clearly urging me to stop worrying so much in the nicest way she could.
So I finally made it to the appointment and I still didn't "feel" preggo but she reassured me that was good news! Clearly, those girls out there that puked for days will hate to hear that I have somehow gotten off the hook for that one. At this first appointment it was the basics and then all of a sudden she was rubbing my stomach with a tiny contraption-and after a few seconds I HEARD THE HEART BEART!
Such a great feeling and a total relief. After that I made 2 more appointments-one for early testing and one for my next monthly visit.
I called the hubs on my way out to the car and told him the good news. My next appointments will be for early screening and then a regular 4 week check up. The early screening involves an ultrasound, yay!
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